With Death Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

With Death

Pravat Kumar Mandal

O Death,
Let us embrace sweet life
Let us forget our strife
Let us renew our frames
Let us reform the blames.

O Death,
Do not fash and worry
Don't fight for the glory
Do not be repentant
Do not be arrogant.

O Death,
Are you well-bred noble?
Are you charitable?
Am I your true victim?
Am I your perfect pimp?

O Death,
Give me your thoughtful sense
Give me your providence
Give me your leniency
Give me your agency.

O Death,
I'm truly perfect here
I am free from nightmare
I am hopeful for a dream
I am beyond your stream.

O Death,
I have much work to do
I have no time to go
I've to live with my kins
I've to meet my designs.

16/10/2020